Ding Yi came back to his senses at this time, it was his divine mind in another building, the so-called unattainable, probably like this.

"Stop, stop---" suddenly the woman in the room said.

"What's wrong?" the man asked strangely, hugging the woman.

"How do I feel like someone is peeking?" the woman's eyes were a little confused.

"Nerves, you have a camera?" the man laughed.

"I just feel weird. The woman looked up vigilantly and into the air.

As if he had been electrocuted, swish, Ding Yi withdrew his thoughts with a weak heart.

"I'm a little tired. Returning to reality from his thoughts, Ding Yi found that he was a little tired from peeking at it for a while just now.

Divine thoughts are not just for peeking, he shook his head and reminded himself that if he had the power to change his life, he must seize this opportunity.

He pinched the jade pendant, thought wildly, and fell asleep on the bed before he knew it.

Ding Yi woke up at six o'clock the next day, talked to his uncle, and went out directly without paying attention to his aunt.

Today is the weekend, and school has just started, Ding Yi doesn't plan to go to school for self-study, and plans to go to the street to see if he can make more money.

Yesterday he was scolded by his aunt, and he desperately felt that he was going to make money for himself.

Walking out of the community and looking at the bright sunshine, Ding Yi was not in a very good mood.

He is now half an immortal, but he is actually stumped by money.

How can I make money? If I can't make money, there is no possibility of cultivation.

He is only ten immortal qi now, and he can't learn any immortal arts, except for divine thoughts, and powerful power, physical body, he doesn't have any special abilities.

You must make money to practice, Ding Yi YY while walking.

Wait for Lao Tzu to have twenty immortal qi, learn 'turning stones into alchemy', a lot of gold little by little, and smash the snobbish aunt.

When Lao Tzu has fifty immortal qi, he learns 'Jingtian arithmetic', deduces fortune telling, and determines life and death with a word, and from then on, the rich people are crying and kneeling and begging me to tell their fortunes.

Wait for Lao Tzu to have a hundred immortal qi, learn the 'Burning Sun Hanging Sword Technique', kill whoever you want, and fly to the sky.

Ding Yizheng is going all the way YY, thinking that it will not be long before he will be promoted and raised, become the general manager, become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and go to the peak of his life, he is a little excited.

In YY, he passed by the alley outside the community.

In a flash, I saw a figure at the mouth of the alley on the left, and then followed by a few people all the way.

Although it was a hurried glance, Ding Yi felt that the figure was a little familiar, and the person behind him pushed the person in like a robber.

Robbing, robbing money or robbing sex? Ding Yi could see that the person in front of him looked like a woman.

He instinctively took a few steps forward, walked within twenty meters, swept his mind, and looked into the alley.

There is really a woman in the alley, who is about the same age as Ding Yi, who looks good, and is more than 1.6 meters tall, holding a big schoolbag.

It was the beginning of September, not long after the first semester of the third year of high school, the weather was a little hot, and the girl was wearing a short-sleeved round-neck T-shirt, revealing her white and tender arms, and a long pair of jeans underneath.

It's a short skirt all over the street, and in the season of big white legs, she looks very conservative in her dress.

She has a very delicate face, a small melon seed face, and big eyes, which are pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.

It's a pity that there are now more than a dozen adult men inside, two on the left and right blocking the passage of the alley, and seven or eight people in the middle, blocking her.

The girl's face was a little white and seemed to be a little flustered, but maybe she had experienced these things and was much calmer than the girls of the same year.

She hugged her schoolbag to her chest and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here? My dad is dead." ”

"If you die, you can be a hundred?" The leading man, wearing glasses and in his thirties, had a wicked smile on his face: "Father's debt is repaid, the truth of the ages, Zeng Yi, don't think that your father is dead, forget it, you owe us Mr. Wu, you have to pay it back." ”

After speaking, he reached out and touched a business card, whoosh, and gently threw it at Zeng Yi's feet.

The girl Zeng Yi was puzzled, and looked down to pick it up, and there were a few lines written on it.

'BMW Nightclub, dashing brother. ’

This man is naturally the so-called dashing brother.

Brother Chic touched his nose: "We have checked, your father originally owed us Mr. Wu 3.5 million, and your house was offset, and there was still 1.3 million." ”

"You come to BMW in the evening to do it, the basic salary is 5,000, and the order is calculated separately, with your appearance, you can pay it off in a year. ”

"Hahaha. A few men on the side laughed: "It's always easy for beautiful women to make money." ”

"Women are good at making money, and I want to be a woman in my next life. ”

Zeng Yi's face was blushing, and he was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly threw away his schoolbag, hissed, and tore the business card to shreds.

"Tell you to go. Zeng Yi shocked the surroundings as soon as he opened his mouth, and Ding Yi was also startled.

I saw that Zeng Yi's eyes were full of anger, her face turned red because of anger, and what was even more exaggerated was that her chest rose and fell, and the waves were turbulent.

Ding Yi suddenly discovered that Zeng Yi's chest was visually 34D, which was very attractive.

From a distance of twenty meters from the T-shirt, Ding Yi could feel an oncoming wave, and his heart suddenly became extremely steep.

It's a little familiar? It can't be from our class, right? Ding Yi came to the class yesterday and took a quick look, many of his classmates didn't remember it, and they couldn't be sure.

"My suite, at least the market value of three million, and hundreds of thousands of dollars are also given to you, and at most tens of thousands of dollars are owed. At this time, Zeng Yi said angrily: "Don't force people too much. ”

"Three million? are you going to rob it?" Brother Chic sneered: "You are in a hurry to buy, it is good to be able to sell it for one million, and besides, your father will die in that room, and if you can sell it, you will burn high incense, what's the matter, you want to pay the bill?

As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind him was carrying a few things, and they were put in front of Zeng Yi and lined up.

Zeng Yi's face suddenly changed.

Paint, wall painting, big-character posters, very familiar things.

"It's useful for you to transfer schools? Think we can't find you? You have the ability to immigrate. Brother Chic said viciously: "Give you three days to think about it, if you don't agree to Mr. Wu, we will go to your community to your school to splash paint, post big-character posters, and tell your classmates, teachers and your neighbors that if you don't pay back the money you owe, you will be a dog." ”

"You bastards. Zeng Yi was about to cry, her eyes were full of tears.

"Phew" Brother Chic spit on the ground: "If you don't pay back the money, is it reasonable?"

Zeng Yi was speechless for a while.

Ding Yi looked at Zeng Yi's helpless expression and touched his nose, below, is it about my brother and my hero saving the beauty and making a grand debut?

Before Ding Yi could think of what handsome posture to walk over, boom, a motorcycle in the distance slammed the accelerator and came at a gallop.

The motorcycle raced like a sharp arrow to the mouth of the alley.

Hey, Ding Yi stared at the motorcycle.

The first thing that catches your eye is the seductive pair of big white legs.

It is said that September is the season of short skirts and white legs, and this pair of big white legs definitely exceeds any pair of thighs that Ding Yi has seen before, long and thin, like two compass feet.

On the thighs, there is a low-waisted short skirt, this person is bent over the motorcycle, Ding Yi is so far away, he can see the groin behind her, looming, very sexy.

Her clothes are even more violent, and she is wearing a small vest, because of the shirt support of the vest, it actually looks that her breasts are not much smaller than Zeng Yi.

"Motorcycle beauty?" Ding Yi had only seen such scenes in movies and on the Internet before, but today he actually saw it with his own eyes.

There was a fusion of wild and sexy beauty on his face, which made his heart flutter slightly.

Compared to last night, Du Yiyi rode a motorcycle, Du Yiyi is a hillbilly, which is sexy and wild.

At this time, the beautiful woman drove to the mouth of the alley, a beautiful sudden brake, a horizontal body, skilled skills, and a chic posture, even many men in the alley looked straight at her.

Stop, turn off the engine, the beauty took off the helmet, shook her head slightly, and her hair fluttered all over the sky, an indescribable feeling.

She didn't move fast or slow, but she mastered the rhythm very well, and from the moment she appeared, she almost absorbed the eyes of all the men, including Ding Yi, and all the men in the alley.

After hanging the helmet in particular, she reached out to the back, took off the hair rope, stuffed it into her mouth, bit the hair rope, and tidied up the hair that was blown by the wind.

brush, everyone followed her movements, looking at her moving face, bright lips, sexy and irritating, everyone had to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

After the beauty got out of the car, she walked directly into the alley.

The big men inside seemed to know her, and they all gave way, smiling.

"Aunt Fang--- Teacher Fang---" Zeng Yi saw Fang Ruonan, as if she saw a relative, and she pounced with tears in her eyes and threw herself into her arms.

"Don't cry, don't cry, be ---" The beauty surnamed Fang hugged her, the two were about the same height, the surname Fang was slightly taller, about 1.65 meters, it was inconvenient for her to hold it, so she patted her lightly a few times and helped her head.

"Yo, blocked my daughter, my mother is here?" the dashing brother laughed, and seemed to know this Teacher Fang.

"Mom?" Ding Yi is about to vomit blood, isn't it? He looked at this Teacher Fang, at most, he was in his early twenties, and he had just graduated from college and joined the work.

She will be Zeng Yi's mother.

"They're divorced, not my mom. Zeng Yi raised his head and shouted angrily.

I was dizzy, and Ding Yi only knew at this time that the surname Fang was really Zeng Yi's mother.

This is called a hot mother, Ding Yi sighed.

But at this age, it should be a stepmother, Zeng Yi's father is really powerful, married such a beautiful young stepmother?